They have to spend time one on one with Coach. They all have learned not to question it. Not to even

They have to spend time one on one with Coach. They all have learned not to question it. Not to even think about it. It’s part of what they do to be part of the team. And today it’s his turn. He goes to the private office and takes off his shirt. He doesn’t even notice he did it, it’s just an automatic reflex: when they have one on one time with Coach they have to be shirtless.Coach smiles and hands him the headset and he leans back on the couch and listens. His conscious mind hears an amalgam of voices and bells and whispers, but only for a few seconds. Then his conscious minds shuts down and he’s open and blank, listening and absorbing Coach’s words without realizing it. He’s asleep and he doesn’t even know he’s asleep. And when he opens his eyes again he’s still asleep. His conscious mind is still not here. He’s different. Right now all he can feel are the urges and desires Coach is putting inside him, all of them focused on a two words: Serve HIM. He rises from the couch and takes of his clothes and kneels, looking up at Coach’s nude body, and all he can feel is awe and submission and an overwhelming need to please him. He has to please him, that’s why he came here today. And he does. He was straight before this all began, but right now all he wants and all he can want is him. Sucking his cock is the most erotic thing he’s ever done. And when Coach bends him over his desk and slides his hard cock inside his ass, his brain short-circuits with a surge of animal pleasure he never imagined he could feel. He’s getting fucked and he loves it. Coach fucks him for as long as he wants, deep and hard and fast, and he leans on the desk and lets him fuck his ass and loves it more than any kind of sex he’s had before, and when Coach cums inside him that orgasm is better than anything his own body could ever feel. Coach shaking and shooting his load inside him, that’s all he needs. And then he cleans up and gets dressed and leans on the couch again and puts back the headset, and even that last sliver of consciousness fades out. He sleeps, and all the memories of this savage fucking he just enjoyed get erased from his mind. He won’t remember any of this when he opens his eyes, all he will feel is how rested he feels, how relaxed he is after this one on one time, how much he likes to do this with Coach and how much better of a player he is thanks to this. He will wake up, ready to love and obey Coach in his training and looking forward to do this again whenever Coach judges he needs it, and he won’t question why or how, all he will know is that it has to happen and he will want it to happen. The last seconds of the tape are playing and he’s getting ready to forget. Ready, boy? Three… two… one… …wake up. -- source link

More pics about